i love u more than anything in the world

donghyuck, on the inside: shit dude mark is just the cutest person in the world i just love him so much that i don’t even have words to describe it but i just wanna be with him forever and god i just love him more than in anything in the world i should tell him that

mark: oh hi hyuck!

donghyuck: *nervous sweating* fuk ur ugly

anonymous asked:

how do you want the canon rilaya scene to go if we get one

@netflix if u hire me this is my pitch to you

Riley: Maya I love you more than anything

Maya: I know, I love you too

Riley: no, Maya, more than (emphasized) anything

Maya [turning to her, a little confused, a little terrified, talking slower]: what are you saying Riley

Riley [talker slower too, turning to Maya, twisting her hands in her lap]: Maya I-

Maya [cuts in, voice a little panicked]: Whatever you’re about to say, it won’t hurt us, right?

Riley: I don’t know, Maya

[silence for a bit]

Riley [determined now, squaring her shoulders]: Maya you know what I’m saying, did it hurt us?

Maya [crying a little]: What if I’m reading you wrong?

Riley [reaching out to take her hand, smiling through her own tears]: You’re not

Maya [freely crying now, wiping at her eyes with her other hand]: Riley I love you so much

Riley [laughing gently]: I love you so much more

feel free to send me suggestions or additions let’s discuss these angst babies

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S i n g  f o r  m e, a l l  o f  y o u r s w e e t e s t  m e l o d i e s,
A n d  t h e n  l e t  m e  d r o w n  i n t o  y o u r  a r m s,  i n t o  t h e  s e a

Like light and dark

         Worlds apart

                    This fatal love was like poison right from the start

Their song [the sirens’], though irresistibly sweet, was no less sad than sweet, and lapped both body and soul in a fatal lethargy, the forerunner of death and corruption.”

3 Words >> Ravi, You

Okay so This is The first Angst Idea I received from Anon and I destroyed it -_-

You understand that your boyfriend is abusy person, so are you. And it didn’t mean that your feelings would change for one another, but what was happening was different.

Things started to take another action between you.  

You fought a lot lately because you rarely see each other and doubt took a place between you.

However…

Unexpected 3 words…

Three words were said like a sharp knife in your heart. Not only it did stabbed you once, it stabbed you many times with a twist.

It squeezed and shattered your heart. As you didn’t expect something like that from him. Not him, he was something else. Someone who was more important than anything to you in this world.

I H.A.T.E Y.O.U  

Now… You could see it coming. The end of your beautiful love story that you lived with him for five years that lasted since the time the both of you were still just teenagers who were looking for a love.  

The weather outside wasn’t the best. It was windy and it started to rain as a few drops stuck into your window, taking a look at the other storm inside of your house.

There would be only the thunder left for it would be the worst night ever. If it wasn’t by now.

You looked at your boyfriend, wonshik with a watery eyes. Recalling what you did for him to say that and you found it too much! To tell you, he hated you was the most hurtful thing, even if you were at wrong.

Keep reading

everytimeiopenmyeyes  asked:

Not really a character but me

character: hate them | don’t really care | like them | love them | THEY ARE MY PRECIOUS
ship with: honestly I don’t think any man in this world is good enough for u but since u r tragically heterosexual any nice boy who makes u happy
friendship them with: MYSELF and also Camilla u guys are literal friendship goals
general opinions: where do I start?? I love you benni you are literally the best person I know I love talking to u more than anything I can’t wait til we meet (one day we will) and I can give you the biggest hug of all. IM LOVE YOU (*gets faster*)

anonymous asked:

Pls know that u are so important. I'm glad you're still here, alive, and though I don't know u well, I admire who u are and I'd love to get to know u. You are so strong. You may not feel like it, especially after what you've been through and after attempting suicide, but you've made it this far and I truly believe that things will get better. You will find someone who loves u how you deserve to be loved. And more than that, you will find the love for yourself that you deserve more than anything.

this made me tear up, thank you anon ;v;

i really really appreciate this, and your kindness means the world to me

i’m working really hard to get back up to where i was, and i’m tired of being sad

i know that sometimes its necessary though and sometimes theres nothing that can be done

i’m trying really really hard though

thank you a lot

NICK ROBINSON IMAGINE - Requested.

Requested by lukebebe : “Could you write a nick Robinson imagine where I (Louise if you do personals if not that’s fine) get a job playing Ryder’s girlfriend on Melissa and Joey and we start to like each other and after me talking to Melissa and him talking to Joey they set us up? Maybe some smut if you do that?”

here you go, darling. i’m not sure if this what you imagined but i’m having major writer’s block for nick imagines, i’m so sorry. hope you like it. xx sorry for the wait!

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“Come on, Ryder.” I smiled, pulling at his sleeve, out the back door, off the set.

“Cut!” I heard the director shout so we could hear. “That was good guys. I’m going to take that as the final. You guys have two hours until next scene.”

I smiled at Nick, as he walked away. I turned and before I could take a step, Melissa was there. “Hi.”

“You like him.” Mel smiled, with this look on her face that I could barely stand lying to.

“No, I don’t.” I said, trying to right-step her but she blocked it. “He doesn’t like me, anyways.” I looked down, biting my lip.

“Oh, you don’t know that. I think he would be very interested in you.” She had this smirk on her face, I knew she had some plan.

She walked me into one of the dressing rooms and talked to me for a bit, until there was a sound at the door. Mel just looked over like she knew what was going on.

“Get in there, Nicholas, I swear.” Joey pushed a resistant Nick into the room with me.

“No, Joey. Please, she doesn’t like me. I’m sure. Stop ruining it.” Joey shut the door with Nick inside and leaned against it. I looked back to Mel but she was gone.

“You better make something work!” Joey screams from outside. “This entire set is full of sexual tension.”

“I knew you kind of liked me.” I laughed as Nick finally gave up on trying to open the door.

“You did, huh? I knew you liked me.” Nick restated my words, smirking. “Well, not exactly, but now I do.” He said, wiping that oblivious look off his face.

I walked over to him, trying to listen if Joey was still there. I knew Nick for a while now, we had been for a while. He looked down at me, I looked up slowly. He rested his hand on my cheek, and hesitated for a second but then leaned down and kissed me. It was exactly how I imagined, his arms slipped around my waist protectively and I snaked my arms around his neck. I smiled into the kiss, pulling away for second, catching my breath for a moment. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to do that?” He smiled, making me giggle.

I gently shoved him down onto the couch, straddling him, leaning my face down. “Well, you don’t have to wait anymore.” I smirked, as he laid his hands on my lower back.

Suddenly, there was an opening of the door with Mel and Joey there. Mel was just excited bouncing up and down, giving us thumbs up. Joe shook his head. “That’s not what I meant by make something work.”

“Well, it works.” Nick smiled, sitting up, and I blushed into his shoulder.

If it was even possible, my job had just got even better. Now not only did I get to kiss Ryder, I got to kiss Nick, as well.

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(as usual, guys, requests always welcome in my inbox)

I’m just putting this out there.

I despise people who hate Jenna Joseph and Sarah Urie. I hate them with every bone in my body. If u are one of these people please unfollow me. These two wonderful gorgeous ladies are nice and amazing. They are good people and they make the boys happy. You have no right to hate on them. I don’t believe in a lot of the “you’re not a true fan if"s but if you hate on them, you are a shitty fan and a shitty person. They did nothing to you. It has to hurt for Brendon and Tyler to see hate about the women they love more than anything in the world. It hurts them too. You just need to stop. Please. And if you won’t, well you don’t deserve to be part of this family that is the fandom. You don’t deserve to hear Brendon and Tyler’s amazing voices again. Because by hating on their wives your hating on them too.

anonymous asked:

Do u think alfie will grow up out of this kid vlog phase. I feel like ppl like marcusvjoe and jim have u see them swearing and be more them but alfie just really annoys me atm. Im so bored of seeing this not so real life rants and no swearing ect ect.. i like the chilld sarcastic alf we get in other ppl vlogs.

Same tbh and I hope he does at some point. I love the chilled sarcastic Alfie WAY more than the vlog character he is. And those “you can do anything” rants 🙄this is not to offend anyone but he’s the typical millennial. The problem is what he says is not how the world works. It’s just not realistic, it’s fine that he says stuff like that but he also needs to not preach false hope and just be real. Editing this to say Jim Marcus and Joe are no more mature than Alfie they just show different things. I mean Joe tries lighting farts on fire ffs. Alfie just censors his videos because he is aware that he also has younger viewers too. Just because the others show themselves drinking and cussing doesn’t make them more mature.

My World

Hi! Could you please write a Jared leto imagine. Where y/n is only 18 and she works with the band. Jared loves her more than anything and she’s afraid bc she does love him too but he is so much older. And Jared tells her that he doesn’t care. And fluff xxxxxxx (can u write that they first meet at a party) and that she’s British, make it really emotional thanks xxxxxxx

So I changed the age a little bit because I didn’t really like the 18 thing and it’ll be easier for me to write this with Y/N being a little older c:

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“Alright, are you guys ready to go out there?” I asked, adjusting my earpiece and checking that they had everything. Everyone nodded and waited for their cue. 

“Hey,” a voice whispered in my ear. I was going over a list for the set and everything the techies had to monitor. I raised my eyebrows in question. “Do I get a good luck kiss?”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I mumbled, trying to focus on my task at hand. 

“Why’s that?”

“You know why, Jared,” I said firmly, facing him now. He didn’t look deterred, but kept leaning closer to me. “Jared,” I warned, but I couldn’t resist his playful smile. With a sigh, I placed my lips on his, one of my hands cupping the back of his neck. When we pulled away, he laid his forehead on mine and took in a deep breath. “Good luck,” I said softly.

“Thanks,” he replied happily, pecking my lips one more time before running out on stage with the others. I shook my head, a smile playing on my lips. Jared Leto was probably the sweetest man I had ever met. He made me laugh and smile, cheered me up when I was down, helped me through my problems. We were best friends, our bond only growing stronger when I started to work for the band. So it was no surprise to anyone when we began to show romantic interest in each other. The main problem? Jared is 43 (though he doesn’t look or act it at all) and I’m 22. The difference bothered me more than him. 

The first time I ever met Jared was at a party. I was 19 at the time, just came to the states with a close friend, and craving a career in music. He bumped into me and turned to apologize. The second our eyes met, it was like we had known each other for ages. We talked the rest of the night, not having any interest in anybody or anything else. Our friendship only grew from there. We constantly talked, whether it be txting, skyping, talking on the phone, or actually hanging out. Within 8 months, Jared was inviting me to work for the band. And of course I said yes. 

Once I started to work for them, our relationship progressed. We began spending nights at each other’s houses, falling asleep together talking about “studio stuff”. Then I began to join them on tours. Jared took me sightseeing in different countries, his arm snaking around my waist or his fingers lacing with mine as we looked over cities like Paris and Rome. When we visited England, I took him to meet my dad, my only living family member I was close to anymore. The first time Jared kissed me, we were overlooking New York City from a hotel terrace. The first time we ever said we loved each other, we were in the Ireland countryside. The first time we ever made love to each other, we were in Sydney, Australia. And after all this, I was still too scared to be with him. He didn’t know this, of course, only that I wouldn’t accept his pleas to be with me. So I tried to stop it all, but we still shared moments like the one before his show. When I had a nightmare, I still crawled into Jared’s bunk and he held me through the night. When I was sad and alone, it was Jared who still brought me ice cream and cuddled with me on the couch and watched cheesy romantic movies with me.

When the show ended, I congratulated the guys and the crew and we closed up. I tried to kind of brush off Jared’s looks as we headed back to the hotel. I was trying to be strong and not let things like the kiss before the show happen. But nobody was perfect. As I walked into my room, I changed into comfrotable leggings and one of Jared’s shirts, flopping on my bed. I couldn’t get him out of my head tonight. It didn’t help knowing that he was in the room right next door and I could just walk right over and kiss him if I wanted to. Of course I wanted to, but I couldn’t. I shouldn’t. With a groan of frustration, I got up and walked out. I needed a smoke.

I inhaled the toxic chemicals, letting the smoke swirl around my head and create patterns in the air. I only smoked when I was beyond stressed. It wasn’t a usual thing, but tonight I needed these cigarettes. I looked at the small stick between my fingers and laughed to myself. I quit smoking when I became close with Jared. He hated it. I took it up again when I needed it after trying to cut things off.

“You know I hate when you do that,” Jared’s voice said from behind me. I didn’t even turn around, just took an extra long drag. “I thought you quit.”

“Do I ever really quit anything?” I asked, turning to catch his eye. There was a hint of bitterness in my tone. I faced forward again, my back to him. I heard Jared sigh and walk closer to me. “I was having withdrawals.”

“Withdrawals of me, or the nicotine?” he said in my ear, his hands settling on my waist.

“Does it really matter?” I replied softly, taking another small hit. Jared gently took the cigarette from my hand and flicked it to the side. “And what gives you the right to do that?” I asked in the same soft tone. I wasn’t mad, just curious as to his answer. “You aren’t my boyfriend.” 

“But I could be.” 

“Jared-” I started, turning to him. He cut me off before I could any further, his eyes holding me in place.

“Y/N, I want to be with you. More than anything in the world. I love you more than I have ever loved anybody.” His hand cupped my face, his thumb rubbing gently across my cheek. “You are my world,” Jared whispered. I couldn’t say anything, so I just shook my head. I knew that if I talked, I would end up crying. “I know you love me, too. Why won’t you be with me?” he whispered, his eyes closing as he rested his forehead against mine. I could hear the pain in his voice. Tears began to roll down my face and I bit the inside of my cheek. 

“I’m so scared,” I finally admitted, my voice barely a whisper.

“Why?” he asked gently, eyes still closed.

“I- I don’t want to get hurt again..” I told him, bringing my head up and forcing him to as well. Jared saw my tears and wiped them away.

“I will never hurt you, Y/N. Ever.”

“Jared, you’re twenty-one years older than me-”

“I don’t care,” he said, shaking his head.

“The last time I loved someone, he was older and he hurt me so bad, I thought the pain would never end,” I went on, trying to make him understand.

“I’m not him,” Jared insisted, pulling my body to his, but our eyes still looking at each other. 

“I can’t lose you if things don’t work out,” I croaked, more tears falling. Jared’s other hand came up to hold my face.

“That will never happen. I will never let that happen,” he told me fiercely, pulling my lips to his. The kiss was salty, but soft and passionate and full of love. When we pulled away, Jared wrapped his arms around me.

“Okay,” I whispered. “Okay.” I nodded my head as much as I could with it pressed against his chest. Jared ran a hand through my hair and continued to hold me. After awhile, he pulled away and leaned down to kiss me again, relief and happiness in his eyes. 

alphanun  asked:

post 10 facts about yourself and pass it on to your faves ✌️️

i love these so much thank u !!

1. i am a maSSive book worm and have like thousands books just chilling around my room bc theres no more room on my bookshelf for them. if u sit down in my room there’s a good 92% chance u will sit on a book.

2. i have 6 piercings in total. one rook, one cartilage and two lobe ea ear.

3. i have two beautiful doggos who i love more than anything els ein the world they r massive sweethearts.

4. i’m a fucking shitty ass driver manual cars suck ass.

5. i used to be kinda tall but it was A Lie bc i just grew early and now i’m Average Height once more.

6. i have horrible eyesight like super bad i can’t tell if it’s a small child or a trash can kind of bad.

7. i’m also a fucking massive english nerd i fucking love english

8. i also love peanut butter it’s fucking just AH i love it.

9. i am the Oldest Sibling and therefore the test child.

10. i’m a massive writer and i love writing so much it just is so lvoely. true English Nerd over here

anonymous asked:

what is ur favorite makeup product? who is ur favorite hp character n why? if u could eat anything in the entire world what would it be? (i would eat the chicago bean bc it looks all... idk shiny)

Fave makeup product: probably a tie between my kylie liquid lipstick ‘reign’ and beauty bakerie’s illuminator

Fave hp character: in the original novels, i honestly just love Harry?? I know it’s kind of unpopular to have the main character be your favorite but I always loved him more than hermione and Ron bc he’s such a purely good soul who tried his hardest even when he deserved none of what happened to him

Thing I would eat: I THOUGHT TJIS WAS GONNA BE ABOUT FOOD BUT I GUESS ITS ABOUT OBJECTS? Anyway I would eat the LOVE sign in NYC so that all the tourists always taking pictures there would go away whenever I’m tryna get to my grandmas. Also i would eat the halal guys truck so I could have them with me forever

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“It’s my life, Leo. I’m the one who’s accountable. And not in the morning papers, not in the Democratic cloakroom, but in 50 or a 100 years when Tuesday’s poll samples have crumbled into dust.”
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